 And legitimate recognition of his own insufficiency. He just doesn't know what to do with it, so he drives himself nuts. Just stop. Stop. Just stop doing it. You're going to drive me crazy. It's not luck. It's privilege. We're privileged that people see us, not a color. Privileged that we don't get stared at when we walk into the room. Privileged that we don't get followed by security when we go shopping. Or pulled over when we're in the wrong neighborhood.